Christopher Morley (Кристофер Морли)

Light Verse

At night the gas lamps light our street,
    Electric bulbs our homes;
The gas is billed in cubic feet,
    Electric light in ohms.

But one illumination still
    Is brighter far, and sweeter;
It is not figured in a bill,
    Nor measured by a meter.

More bright than lights that money buys,
    More pleasing to discerners,
The shining lamps of Helen's eyes,
    Those lovely double burners! 

1. Washing the Dishes
2. Ars Dura
3. Do You Ever Feel Like God?
4. The Church of Unbent Knees
5. My Pipe

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